On Tuesday afternoon, at about 2PM, I became a statistic (again). I got laid off from my job that I have only been at for about 8 months now. Now I am one of the MANY out there in this country, who are unemployed. Since it has only been a couple of days, I am not really sure what my job prospects are, but I’ll keep looking, sending out resumes to various places, and if need be, I’ll take a crappy job somewhere to make the ends meet. The upside to this, is I won’t be working 70 hours per week any longer, which has been my regular schedule for about the last 3-4 months, and I won’t be getting late night calls from people that I work with. The other upside, is that I will have plenty of time to ride the bike now, and the weather in the mountains of NC has been nice this last week. OK, yesterday kind of sucked, but today, it’s clear, and plenty windy. I think a mountain bike ride is in order, having some of the best trails in the country right down the street from where I live is a bonus.
Here’s how it went down. We had our quarterly employee meeting on Monday. Where the first part of the meeting went along the lines of, “2008 was a stellar year for us, we doubled the profit that we projected that we would make, and we met or exceeded ALL of the goals that we set out for the compan.” So that was the good part. And the company that I did work for, we did bust our hump, and we did meet or exceed everything that was asked of us, so we will end up getting (hopefully) a 15% bonus, which will be a nice chunk of change right about the time my severance package is over and done with in April.
Then, they moved on to the bad news. Bad news was, they were laying off 150 people (out of about 700 that worked there), and it would be throughout the plant. Salaried, and hourly employees, and it would be based on, yes, seniority. In the department that I worked in, was the LOW man on the totem pole. So Monday night, I started to prepare myself for getting bounced out the front door on Tuesday, and sure enough, I did. I mean, it’s a good thing that I moved across the State for this job, bought a house, moved away from all of my friends, started a new life, and BAM! It basically gets taken away from you in a 5 minute meeting with your boss the HR woman. Yeah, it sucks. Thing is, you’re laid off, but damn, it just feels like you got fired.
Anyway, if anyone wants to send donations of beer, and or food, damn right I’ll take them. Even in these downward trending times, I am still going to have a party on April 5th (I think it’s April 5th) to celebrate the running of the Ronde van Vlanderaan (I’m sure I spelled that shit wrong, but fuck it, I don’t feel like looking it up right now). What I do is, make homemade frites and mayo, and folks bring their best or favorite Belgian beer. If you’re in the Asheville, NC area on, or around that date, let me know, you’ll get an invite.
Oh, and I should be able to opine more, now that I don’t have a job.by